Stitches
New and Old versions

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New version written by Emily and Shelley

If they came, we'd never leave
And if they dressed undown
We'd say the special dirty things
That they love to talk about

I mean that loving you is odd
'Cause you've such a great bod
Oh yes, please come again (and again, and again. . .)

Someday soon you'll come to us
Asking for the chance to come
Begging on your knees for love
Blessing us with every kiss

Tying yourself to me
Oh how kinky we can be
You're the Orgy of our dreams
So precious, loving the thrill

Such the horny ones that want us
The pampered ones who win
So shocking is your penis
Don't you know we want you so
Ungratified, you Orgy boys

Tying yourself to me
Oh how kinky we can be
You're the Orgy of our dreams
So precious, loving the thrill

Rolling balls and flying dicks
We love you so, you little pricks
Let's see groupies that you'll fetch

I mean that fucking you is odd
Especially with Jay's big rod
Oh yes, it's you again
Blessing us with every kiss

So sexual you know
That mind of yours exploded
We're so deranged, you know
You will never be the same

Tying yourself to me
Oh how kinky we can be
You're the Orgy of our dreams
So precious, loving the thrill

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Origial version Orgy

If it stayed I'd never leave
If that turned around
I'd grieve the special dirty things
that we used to talk about

I mean that loving you is strange
And adored by me throughout
Oh no, it's you again

Someday soon you'll find that someone
Waiting for the chance to beat you
Drooling on the set to feel you
Blessing you with every kiss

Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness
'Cause you're the death of me
So precious, loving the thrill

Such the patient one who needs me
The spoiled one who wins
So shocking, where's your sense
Don't you know I hate you so
Unsatisfied, you little girl

Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness
'Cause you're the death of me
So precious, loving the thrill

Rolling dice and seeming queer
Bastard love, a sick affair
Let's see what new disease you'll fetch

I mean that fucking you is strange
And adored by me throughout
Oh no it's you again
Blessing you with every kiss

So precious you know
This hate of mine exploded
I'm so deranged, you know
I will never be the same

Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness
'Cause you're the death of me
So precious, loving the thrill